The poetical works of Thomas CampbellEvert Duyckinck, 1821 - 243 էջ |
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... , And weaves a song of melancholy joy- " Sleep , image of thy father , sleep , my boy : No ling'ring hour of sorrow shall be thine ; No sigh that rends thy father's heart and mine ; 225 280 Bright as his manly sire , the son shall be 12.
... , And weaves a song of melancholy joy- " Sleep , image of thy father , sleep , my boy : No ling'ring hour of sorrow shall be thine ; No sigh that rends thy father's heart and mine ; 225 280 Bright as his manly sire , the son shall be 12.
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Thomas Campbell. Bright as his manly sire , the son shall be In form and soul ; but , ah ! more blest than he ! Thy fame , thy worth , thy filial love , at last , Shall soothe this aching heart for all the past- With many a smile my ...
Thomas Campbell. Bright as his manly sire , the son shall be In form and soul ; but , ah ! more blest than he ! Thy fame , thy worth , thy filial love , at last , Shall soothe this aching heart for all the past- With many a smile my ...
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... sire , and fill'd his heart with joy ! My Absalom ! ( the voice of nature cried ! ) Oh ! that for thee thy father could have died ! For bloody was the deed and rashly done , That slew my Absalom ! -my son ! -my son ! Unfading Hope ...
... sire , and fill'd his heart with joy ! My Absalom ! ( the voice of nature cried ! ) Oh ! that for thee thy father could have died ! For bloody was the deed and rashly done , That slew my Absalom ! -my son ! -my son ! Unfading Hope ...
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... friendless slave , a child without a sire , Whose mortal life , and momentary fire , Lights to the grave his chance - created form , As ocean - wrecks illuminate the storm ; 305 310 And , when the gun's tremendous flash is o'er , 41.
... friendless slave , a child without a sire , Whose mortal life , and momentary fire , Lights to the grave his chance - created form , As ocean - wrecks illuminate the storm ; 305 310 And , when the gun's tremendous flash is o'er , 41.
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... ! When stepdame Nature every bliss recalls , Fleet as the meteor o'er the desert falls ; When , ' reft of all , yon widow'd sire appears 395 A lonely hermit in the vale of years ; 400 Say , can the world one joyous thought bestow To 44.
... ! When stepdame Nature every bliss recalls , Fleet as the meteor o'er the desert falls ; When , ' reft of all , yon widow'd sire appears 395 A lonely hermit in the vale of years ; 400 Say , can the world one joyous thought bestow To 44.
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Էջ 147 - I'll forgive your Highland chief, My daughter ! — oh my daughter...
Էջ 153 - By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again.
Էջ 17 - Heaven ! he cried, my bleeding country save : Is there no hand on high to shield the brave ? Yet, though destruction sweep these lovely plains, Rise, fellow-men ! our country yet remains ! By that dread name, we wave the sword on high, And swear for her to live ! — with her to die...
Էջ 113 - Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before.
Էջ 146 - I'll row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace; The water-wraith was shrieking; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men — Their trampling sounded nearer. "Oh! haste thee, haste!" the lady cries, "Though tempests round us gather; I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.
Էջ 138 - Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow!
Էջ 143 - By the festal cities' blaze, While the wine-cup shines in light: And yet amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore!
Էջ 144 - Brave hearts ! to Britain's pride Once so faithful and so true, On the deck of fame that died, With the gallant good Riou : Soft sigh the winds of heaven o'er their grave ; While the billow mournful rolls, And the mermaid's song condoles, Singing glory to the souls Of the brave.
Էջ 146 - ... shrieking; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. " O haste thee, haste! " the lady cries, ' ' Though tempests round us gather; I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.
Էջ 217 - ... else, except the vision, as long as it continues ; and then they appear pensive or jovial, according to the object which was represented to them.